The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage



"Bleurgh! You're scum!"

Blackie glowered ferociously, his resolve still strong.

Stanley then removed another stack of dollar bills. "Money or death?"

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"Loyalty or death?"

Nheless, Stanley continued his pressuring tactic, now removing most of the dollar bills. "With this much money, you could live the rest of your life comfortably on just the bank interest. Even if you're not worried about yourself, you should be worried about your blind mother, don't you think?" Blackie hesitated at the mention of his mother-she had worked blood and sweat to raise him. If he did not repay her, what was he if not an animal? And with that, Blackie hung his head and yielded...

Frank frowned as he watched the video again, deciding to himself that he must protect Blackie's mother despite what Blackie did.

"I see!"

Even Vicky was stunned-while Blackie was out of line, his intentions were pure.

At the same time, Elder Fango turned toward Stanley. "What more do you have to say, Mr. Durban?"

Seeing that there was no running away now, Stanley promptly tried the insanity plea.

"W-Who am I?! What is this place?! Who are you people?!" he shrieked. "S-Stay away! Don't come any closer!"

Frank chuckled cooly in turn. "Have you forgotten that I'm a top-notch healer, Mr. Durban? Why don't you let me try treating your insanity?"

Seeing that Frank was ready to attack, Stanley's survival instincts went into overdrive, and he promptly switched tactics.

"Listen to me, Elder Fango!" he cried instead. "I'm doing this for the Martial Alliance for the big picture! Just think about it for a second: how much conflict has Frank Lawrence caused in the country after he showed up?! If we eliminate him—"

"Enough!" Elder Fango's face was almost black.

To think he trusted Stanley so much, only for him to turn out to be the mastermind!

If he did not demonstrate to Frank where he really stood, he certainly did not deserve his place as an elder of the Martial Alliance!

"Die!" he bellowed as he leapt at Stanley, his fingers stabbing toward him.

"Wait, Elder Fango!"

At the very last moment, Frank moved and caught him by the wrist.

It certainly surprised Elder Fango that Frank was this strong despite his youth, even easily stopping his lethal blow.

On the other hand, it was the first

time that Stanley had such a close shave with death. He certainly did not care about pride now, as he begged at the top of his lungs, was wrong! I get it now... P-Please, just let me live! Please!"

Everyone watching could not help feeling cathartic—the man was just being so full of it a second ago and was now bending himself backward.

Talk about instant karma!

Nheless, Frank was glowering at Stanley savagely. "Did you think I'd spare your life? I'm only stopping Elde Fango because I want to do it myself!"

Stanley was so horrified he forgot the pain in his legs right then and pushed himself up to kowtow endlessly at Frank's feet.

"Just let me live! You can have everything I have, and I'll do everything you say without arguing..."

Nheless, he soon trailed off.

Anyone worth their salt knew what Frank was like he was capable of being more ruthless than Stanley could ever be.

How would Frank ever spare him after he pushed Frank that far?!

He then remembered that he was a big shot himself. Even if he groveted, there was no chance of survival, and he ould be made a laughing stock on top of that!